Could You Be Loved

Could you be loved 

You wanna be toasted 

But you soft you gonna just get roasted 

Washed up Coasted

On

Debted          your IOUs is long       stacked!

You wanna split my cheeks just like a thong 

Put your face in my asshole

Breathe in deep like you got iron lung 

Lmao

My butthole get you sprung 

Brown nosing is your drug 

On my bra strap like En Vogue 

You holding on 

I'm rare 

I glow like a Pearl in the Dawn 

Like Erykah I'm gonna sing my song 

In all white in the dirty Empire State 

Juice spilling everywhere 

I stomp my Timb boots 

Purple Tape Kool Ade man kaboom 

Keep it slick like Keisha Pixie bitch 

Step back give me room 

My man Nautica got the tool 

He fixing to work it like a DJ 

Make all y'all niggas bachata right to the Bronx Lebanon

Niggas dies right where they had the cheese lines 

And if you know what I know 

Yeah that's some of the hardest shit I ever wrote 

Fireflies in Claremont Park 

Thought maybe I could see a little magic 

In the darkness of the night 

Every night   this motherfucker was getting burned down 

Demolished 

Deconstructed 

No solidarity not even an identity 

Just poverty that frenemy 

My chancletas melting on the pavement 

Cause yeah The Bronx been burning .....

Boogie Down Bop

Razor in my mouth 

Switchblade in my socks 

Bamboos stacked on door knocks 

Acrylics on the nails 

White T shirts white socks ....

J.S. NYC 2021